Jiang Qingwan was taken aback.

Suddenly realizing he had been tricked, he angrily tried to pull his hand back, but the difference in strength was too great, and he couldn't budge it at all.

Their eyes met, and the man's gaze held an aggressive, dangerous, and deadly intensity.

She made her decision.

When I leave the capital in the future, I will definitely take this guy back to Qilian Mountain, and I will also take all his money to build a beautiful golden cage and lock him inside.

She made him turn into a tail every day for her to play with; if he dared not turn, she would whip him with a small whip.

Tears welled up in his beautiful eyes as he pleaded with her, begging and whining.

Mo Yunhan felt a chill run down his spine from her sudden, strange gaze.

He couldn't resist reaching out and pinching her chin.

"What are you thinking with that look in your eyes?"

"Of course I'm lusting after you!"

The blunt and explicit words made Mo Yunhan's ears turn bright red.

He quickly let go and sat back down.

This woman told him to abstain from sex for a year, yet she still dared to have such bold desires for him!

The burning sensation in my heart spread to my limbs.

He quickly changed the subject.

"If you want to see the mountain-protecting formation, you no longer need to go to Xuanling Mountain; you can see it inside the Spirit Guard."

After the meal, Mo Yunhan took her to the Guardian Altar in the Spirit Guard camp.

That is the place where the mountain-protecting formation was set up back then.

The surging spiritual energy flowed within the protective altar.

Golden talismans shimmered on it, reflecting the Eight Trigrams Formation of the Heavenly Palace.

And the method of forming this array...

Jiang Qingwan felt completely bewildered.

How could this be a technique unique to the Zhuge School?

Could this mountain-protecting formation have been set up by the Zhuge Clan?

I'm afraid only my master has this ability.

But why did Master set up a protective array for the imperial mausoleum of the Great Zhou Dynasty?

Wasn't he the one who hated his followers interfering in court affairs and getting involved in worldly matters the most?

Could there be something extraordinary in the imperial tombs of the Great Zhou Dynasty that forced him to break his vows?

She looked up at Mo Yunhan.

"Can I visit the imperial tomb?"